C92 If He Were to Guide Qing Qing He Would be Able to Get on the Stage Immediately!

After Taoist Simu paid his respects to the ancestor, he heard Master Yixiu, who was separated by a window, knocking on a wooden fish.

"So annoying. What are you doing knocking around for nothing?" Taoist Simu took a deep breath and felt extremely uncomfortable.

"All you know how to do is knock on the wooden fish and disturb my cultivation. See if I discipline you properly or not."

Taoist Simu squinted his eyes and walked next door with an evil smile on his face.

"Yixiu."

"Four Eyes, you're back."

Taoist Simu glanced around the room, his gaze focused on a clay figure: "This mud figure is really lifelike!"

Yixiu said complacently, "Qing Qing pinched it for me. How about it, it's stronger than that silly disciple of yours, right?"

"Where's Qing Qing?" Taoist Simu was speechless and changed the topic.

"I'm training in the backyard!" Seeing Taoist Simu defeated, Yixiu felt very proud in his heart.

"Can the clay figure give it to me?" Four Eyes rolled his eyes and asked.

"If you want one, then take it. I'll get Qing Qing to pinch it again."

"Give me your autograph!" I'll show it off. " Taoist Simu smiled.

"No problem." Master Yixiu did not know that Taoist Simu wanted to kill him, so he said it loudly.

Ye Fann was strolling in the fields when he suddenly saw a girl in the backyard.

"The 'Incantation of the Spring' fist, uses the strength of the muscles of your entire body and the strength of your waist. Other than wasting time like this, you will also suffer damage to your muscles." Ye Fann couldn't help but give his advice when he was in the mood.

Qing Qing frowned as she heard this. Her cheeks puffed out, giving her a sense of enlightenment.

"The hit force came from my waist. No wonder I didn't make any progress after practicing for such a long time!" Qing Qing mumbled.

Ye Fann walked forward and assumed the posture of a Wing Chun Fist.

Straightening his waist, he mobilized the strength of his muscles and gathered them together before punching out like the wind.

"Rip!"

The air churned and the strong wind whistled, as if there was a faint cyclone lingering on his fist.

Violent energy was gathering in his fists, shaking them non-stop.

"Look, strength comes from the waist, it can instantly burst out the strength, and the punch is fast and ruthless!"

As Ye Fann pointed casually, a look of shock appeared on Qing Qing's face. Ye Fann's punch just now was too terrifying. She could even feel the wind blowing against her hair.

If this force were to strike a person's body, it would definitely cause their bones and tendons to break.

"What a powerful Boxing Arts, you actually practiced the Incantation of Spring Fist to such an extent! You don't look too different from me in age, but your martial arts are actually so powerful.

Qing Qing's eyes were filled with admiration. Looking at the handsome Ye Fann, her impression of him rose greatly.

"I'm Qing Qing, what's your name?"

"Ye Fann!"

Qing Qing wiped the sweat from her forehead. "Are you the friend Taoist Simu brought back?"

Ye Fann smiled and nodded in response.

"No wonder Taoist Simu is so courteous to you, you're so amazing." Qingqing smiled like a flower.

The two of them chatted and laughed as they returned to the training hall. Coincidentally, they saw Taoist Simu and Master Yixiu fighting each other, causing quite a ruckus.

"You must be joking. They are using battle spirit again." Qing Qing covered her forehead with a helpless smile on her face.

Seeing Ye Fann's return, Taoist Simu immediately stopped. "Ok, old bald donkey, I have an important guest. I won't be messing with you anymore."

"Hmph, they were obviously here to cause trouble." Master Yixiu snorted and shifted his gaze to Ye Fann. "Is this the VIP you were talking about?"

"Old man, pay attention to your words. Show some respect." Taoist Simu immediately warned him, afraid that he would be at a disadvantage against Ye Fann.